Volume 1 The Wind Rises Chapter 8 Mission Accomplished

Dugu Sheng is still immersed in his thoughts, and he doesn't know anything about the outside world. He was still thinking, and continued to walk straight forward, without a trace of hesitation or stagnation.

Sheng Xiaopan stared blankly at the stranger who walked past her, looking at the not tall back, the mysterious black robe, and the two crossed, terrifying blood-colored scythes behind her back, not knowing what she was thinking.

After Murong Tian saw the figure disappearing, he exhaled heavily, turned to Murong Yunqing and asked, "Qing'er, Qing'er, how are you, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Murong Yunqing didn't understand what was going on, and said in a slightly puzzled tone: "Dad, what do you mean by asking? I'm fine, why do you all seem to be very nervous? Is there something wrong?"

Murong Yunqing looked at the scene in front of him, a little inexplicable.

Heard Murong Yunqing's answer. Murong Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense heart also relaxed. He just thought that Murong Yunqing was too young, and he didn't feel the pressure of that sea of corpses and blood. However, when his gaze turned to Sheng Xiaopan, he was faintly worried in his heart.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Murong Yunqing's slightly immature tone came into Sheng Xiaopan's ears, realizing that Murong Yunqing was asking himself, he stopped thinking nonsense in his mind, Sheng Xiaopan eased his mind, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile at Murong Yunqing and said, "Yunqing, I'm fine!"

Sheng Xiaopan didn't say what she had experienced, that feeling of self-awareness, even if she said it, no one would believe it.

Murong Tian sighed, walked to the bag that he had thrown away before, and picked it up again and hung it on his body. There is no longer any fun to continue shopping: "Qing'er, Pan'er, let's go back." ”

Sheng Xiaopan nodded in agreement, and Murong Yunqing saw that his father and cousin had agreed, so he had no choice but to follow the reluctant "oh".

Now......

Dugu Sheng has already come to a villa. This is the residence of Wu Hongxuan, the target of the assassination on this trip.

In the villa, Wu Hongxuan was pacing back and forth in his spacious villa living room, looking a little nervous.

He is one of the richest people in Imjin City and has a pivotal position in the entire city of Imjin. Even in the Chinese Empire, although it is not a big tycoon, it is also famous.

Because of his good status, he also knows more secrets about the source star.

In this materialistic society, money is almost everything. With the wealth in his hands, Wu Hongxuan enjoys a luxurious life that is unimaginable to ordinary people. However, the so-called omnipotence is limited to the world, and Wu Hongxuan knows very well that in this world, some people have gone beyond the category of money.

He can't afford to offend this kind of person. And this kind of person has a unified name, which is called: cultivator......

As a generation of business giants, he has a wide range of contacts. Imjin City is so big, and the leakage of some news has made this business tycoon know some news in advance.

I was put on a reward......

For this reward, at first, he didn't care very much, after all, after decades of ups and downs, the conspiracy, open guns and hidden arrows he experienced have long been unknown. He had absolute confidence in his bodyguards because his bodyguards were all cultivators. Moreover, one of them had already reached the level of the Ancient Martial Triple Heaven, two of them were at the level of the Ancient Martial Triple Heaven, and there were five cultivators of the First Heaven.

I have to say that his faith does have some basis. In today's society, there are really very few practitioners, and for the entire social group, there are only about 1 in 10,000. In other words, only one cultivator can appear out of 10,000 people, and there are eight of them around him at the moment, which is really a great thing.

However, God is often not as good as expected, and will always give a thunderbolt from the sky when people are most proud.

The reason why he rushed to the nervous and uneasy was because he got the news from the grapevine that this time the person who took over the task was the Dark Prison......

"Dark Hell, that's one of the top forces in the entire Source Star, how could he suddenly take on such a mission that seems to be insignificant at all?" Wu Hongxuan smiled bitterly in his heart. He had some confidence, but when he knew it was the people from the Heller who were ready to do it, he couldn't sit still any longer.

He knew all too well the horrors of Hell. As one of the top forces of the Source Star, it is definitely a behemoth in the Huaxia Kingdom. This aspect of his family background is not comparable to the Dark Prison at all, but he feels very strange, why would the Dark Prison take on such a small task?

Although in his heart, his life is very important, and his status in Imjin City is very unusual, he knows very well that in front of such a behemoth as the Dark Prison, he is completely a "little person".

Why does an elephant suddenly have time to trample an ant to death?

Wu Hongxuan couldn't figure it out......

It's just that what he doesn't know is that this task is exactly what Shi He'an took over for Dugusheng. Considering that Dugu Sheng came out to perform the task for the first time, and he couldn't expose Dugu Sheng's strength too much, so as not to cause other forces to strangle Dugu Sheng in the cradle, Shi He'an thought for a long time before deciding to take on this task and let Dugu Sheng try his hand.

If Wu Hongxuan knew Shi He'an's thoughts at this time, I don't know what mood he would have. After all, after struggling for so long, in the end, in the eyes of others, he is just a character to try his hand.

However, Wu Hongxuan didn't know Shi He'an's thoughts, and at this time, he was thinking about how to avoid this catastrophe. In his mind, the power of the people in the Dark Prison this time should not be too high, if it was only at the level of a low-level cultivator, then he could completely kill it.

However, in this way, the bigger problem arises. If the people of the Heller die here, then they and the Heller will really not die. And he obviously doesn't have the strength to compete with the Dark Hell.

And if the cultivation of the person who comes has reached the ancient martial arts four heavens or above, he will definitely die.

Wu Hongxuan didn't think about running, but when he thought of the horror of the dark prison, he couldn't afford the courage to escape.

While he was nervously thinking about the upcoming Dark Prison cultivator, suddenly, on the TV in the living room, a figure appeared. The TV was connected to the camera at the gate, and he was slightly stunned when he saw the man in the black robe.

In his opinion, since the other party is here to assassinate him, it is impossible for him to come in through the main entrance. However, the fact was that it was beyond his expectations, this person came over so blatantly, and was he really here to assassinate him? Don't you know, if it is discovered, unless it is a cultivator of intermediate level or above, the gun can still pose a certain threat to the cultivator? After all, a beginner cultivator cannot release his internal force yet, and it is still a little difficult for a cultivator to block bullets with his physical body.

In the outer courtyard of the villa, a servant walked towards Dugu Sheng and tried to stop it. Dugu Sheng avoided the servant in a dodge and quickly ran towards the hall.

Dugu Sheng has always kept in mind the words that are suitable for Shi He'an, and only used the strength equivalent to the level of Guwu Erzhongtian, and after several bodyguards in the hall saw that the person who came was only at the level of Erzhongtian, they put down the worries in their hearts and pounced directly towards Dugusheng.

At the same time, Wu Hongxuan temporarily let go of his fear of the Dark Prison, took out a pistol from his arms, and pulled the trigger on the black-robed Dark Prison Killer in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Several gunshots exploded like spring thunder, and the bullets slashed through the space, shooting straight towards Dugu Sheng's face, chest, and lower abdomen.

The guns are deadly.

Just when Wu Hongxuan thought that victory was in his hands, something shocking happened, Dugu Sheng's body only shook slightly, and all three bullets missed.

Seeing this scene, Wu Hongxuan's heart rose again. Continuously pulled the trigger, and several more gunshots rang out, but without exception, all of them were flashed by Dugu Sheng.

When Wu Hongxuan finished firing the last bullet, Dugu Sheng had already rushed through the outer courtyard and came to the door of the hall. On the other side, Wu Hongxuan's bodyguard also flew out of the hall at this time and came to the door. rushed to the first one, and it was the bodyguard whose strength had reached the Ancient Martial Triple Heaven.

With a loud roar, the guard who rushed to the front raised a fist and smashed it directly at Dugu Sheng's face. The power that the Triple Heavenly Martial Artist was able to exert was far beyond the limits of ordinary people. Its own physical strength can reach 4-8 tons, coupled with the blessing of internal force, the power of a full punch makes the air a little vibrating, making a slight humming sound.

As soon as the guard threw a punch, the dodge he expected from his opponent didn't happen. Dugu Sheng stepped over the threshold, still straight forward, and when the guard's fist was less than a foot away from him, Dugu Sheng finally reacted.

Dugu Sheng slid with his right foot, his body slightly sideways, and slid along the right side of the guard's arm. This bodyguard, whose strength has reached the Ancient Martial Arts, concentrated almost all the strength of his body on this punch, and when he punched out, he did have some mighty power. However, due to the great force, the center of gravity of the body will naturally lean forward.

When Dugu Sheng slid over the right side of his arm, he felt that something was wrong.

"Bad !!" The guard's pupils shrank, and a sense of crisis arose. However, at this moment, his fist power has been hoarded to the peak, and if he wants to close his fist, it is no longer possible to complete it in an instant.

At this time, Dugu Sheng, while sliding over the right side of the middle-aged man's arm, kicked the ground with his left foot, and the hand tucked in the wide black sleeve finally appeared in everyone's sight. At the same time, a black dagger was held tightly in his hand, emitting a cold glow unique to metal.

Just as the guard was secretly crying out badly, Dugu Sheng's body had already jumped up, and the dagger that emitted a cold light slashed through the guard's throat.

After Dugusheng landed, his speed did not decrease, and he didn't even look at the bodyguard who rushed up first, and continued to rush towards the few people behind, and between a few ups and downs, he came to stand in front of Wu Hongxuan. The whole movement was as smooth as flowing water, from the moment he stepped into the hall to standing in front of Wu Hongxuan, all the time it took added up to no more than half a second.

When Wu Hongxuan saw the black-robed young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, the guard of the Ancient Martial Triple Heaven who was the first to be killed fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The dull sound of falling to the ground was like pushing the dominoes.

"Bang!bang......"

Seven sounds of falling to the ground sounded one after another, just a face, eight martial artists, including one triple heaven, and two double heavens were instantly knocked down by Dugu Sheng.

Wu Hongxuan stared blankly at the killer in front of him who was only up to his chest, his face full of disbelief. Are all the killers in Hell so strong? It's ridiculous that he even wants to kill him.

Just when he was secretly mocking himself, Dugu Sheng moved again, just waving his hand, Wu Hongxuan felt that his neck seemed to be suddenly cold, and then, a whirling feeling of dizziness came, and he completely lost consciousness.

Dugu Sheng withdrew the dagger and looked at the 9 corpses in the hall, the expression on his face was still indifferent. It was as if the death of these 9 people did not make him have even a trace of emotional fluctuations.

Dugusheng turned around and still stepped out of the gate. The servant who had stopped him before, after witnessing the whole killing, was so frightened that he ran away, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Dugusheng didn't care about him, and walked straight out of the door. Behind him, there were corpses and blood in his wake.

Dugu Sheng walked through the crowd and gradually moved away from the center of Imjin City, seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around, and Dugu Sheng's speed was getting faster and faster. In the end, there was no longer a pedestrian on the road, and at this time, Dugusheng's speed was comparable to the speed of a car. Gradually, in Dugusheng's sight, a small room appeared, which was "He'an Outdoor Store".

Shi He'an was still basking in the sun on the recliner at the door, regardless of whether he saw him or not, he walked straight to his room in the inner courtyard, changed into the black robe on his body, and walked out of the room again.

Shi He'an leaned on the recliner and saw Dugu Sheng come out, but didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, as if asking how the task was completed.

Dugu Sheng still had that expression, and when he saw Shi He'an's inquiring gaze, he didn't say much, just nodded. Then Dugusheng walked to the inside of the counter of the store, regardless of Shi He'an's gaze, found a small transparent box on the shelf on the side, and stepped out of the "He'an Outdoor Store" and walked towards the grove in his memory.

Entering the grove, Dugusheng came to the small flower again, and the little flower swaying slightly in the wind seemed to feel Dugusheng's arrival, and greeted him happily. Dugu Sheng approached Xiaohua, squatted down, and slowly covered the transparent box in his hand on top of Xiaohua.

Immediately, Dugu Sheng lay on his back next to the little flower, staring blankly at the sky, his eyes were blank and his eyes were scattered......

Immersed in thinking again, thinking about the source of strength, thinking about how to become stronger......